Scoring the Sacred Body of the Ancients from the Get-go

Chapter 120 Seven-star reward for signing in, the Panhuang Life Sword, and the mysterious Fallen Eucharist! (fifth more)
"Ding, congratulations to the host, you have won the seven-star reward, the Panhuang Suiyue Sword!"

As the system's voice fell, the void in front of Jun Xiaoyao was suddenly cut open.

Immediately, an ancient sword with a sense of simplicity appeared in front of Jun Xiaoyao.

This ancient sword is similar to the ancient sword that Jun Xiaoyao saw on Yang Pan before.

It's just that the Panhuang Life Sword is filled with the breath of common people, and there are hundreds of millions of common people engraved on the sword.

And this Panhuang Suiyue sword has a simple and distant meaning of time flowing throughout its body.

On this sword, what is engraved is the rotation of the sun and the moon, the changing of the seasons, the rotation of the stars, and the passage of time.

Just looking at it gives people a vicissitudes of life.

"Interesting, I didn't expect to get one of the Panhuang's Three Swords."

Rao Yijun Xiaoyao's calm and calm character, it is rare to show joy at this moment.

Although the sign-in rewards are random, sometimes they seem to have something to do with the sign-in location.

There are no rules in this.

But no matter what, it was definitely a surprise for Jun Xiaoyao to be rewarded with seven stars, and it was also the Panhuang Suiyue Sword.

"Did I evolve from a non-chieftain to a European emperor?" Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

The last time he signed in at the Palace of Suzaku Ancient Country, he only received four-star rewards.

Shaking his head slightly, Jun Xiaoyao raised his hand, holding the Panhuang Suiyue Sword.

In an instant, he felt the power of time flowing.

His entire arm seemed to be aging with time.

And at this time, the 20 Yuan Daluo Immortal Bone in his arm shone, resisting the erosion of the power of time.

"Interesting, if other people get this Emperor Years Sword, it will be difficult to use it for a while." Jun Xiaoyao said.

The power of time is very mysterious and terrifying.

If ordinary people get close to this Emperor Suiyue Sword, they will probably become old and old immediately.

Unless it is some strong people who can hold on with their own strength.

With a slight movement in Jun Xiaoyao's mind, he held the Panhuang Suiyue sword in his hand, and slashed at the bronze puppets behind him with a random strike.

In an instant, a semi-illusory sword light swept across, and those bronze puppets began to rot, age, and then directly turned into copper rust powder all over the place.

"It's really strong." Jun Xiaoyao nodded slightly.

With his current state, he can't exert much power of the Panhuang Suiyue Sword.

But this random sword strike is extremely powerful.

Suddenly, the supreme bone in Jun Xiaoyao's chest trembled again, as if there was some kind of resonance.

"The Supreme Bone has changed again, last time it was because of the Samsara Daojin." Jun Xiaoyao murmured.

Thinking about it this way, the next supernatural power of Supreme Bone seems to be related to the power of reincarnation.

"It seems that when I have time later, I have to go to the Holy Spirit Academy to find out whether the reincarnation Holy Spirit can transform my supreme bone." Jun Xiaoyao said to himself.

He put the Panhuang Suiyue Sword into the space magic weapon.

"If Lord Panwu knows the Panhuang Suiyue Sword that he has worked so hard to find, I will get it just by signing in. I am afraid I will vomit blood in anger?" Jun Xiaoyao couldn't help laughing.

Right now, the Panhuang Life Sword is in Yang Pan's hands.

The Panhuang Suiyue Sword is in Jun Xiaoyao's hands.

In the end, only the Panhuang Void Sword remained.

"Don't worry, the reason why I spared Yang Pan's life is to use him as a coolie to find the Panhuang Void Sword. Then I just need to grab his."

Jun Xiaoyao has no plans to spare, and he has already thought of a backhand.

The only value of Yang Pan's life is to help him find the last Panhuang Void Sword.

The Martial God Lord obviously had this idea too.

But Jun Xiaoyao doesn't mind, no one can take away what he wants.

"It's just this plate of Emperor Suiyue Sword, it's not a waste of time." Jun Xiaoyao continued to move forward.

Even if in the end, Jun Xiaoyao didn't find the opportunity to transform the Eucharist vision, he would have no regrets.

A sword, back to the original.

After getting rid of those bronze puppets, Jun Xiaoyao also continued to go deep into Pan Wuling.

The ancient palace is covered with thick dust.

Most of the palaces are empty.

Apparently, the opportunity inside had already been snatched away by Pan Wushen Dynasty.

As for some holy pills, precious medicines, holy medicines, princely weapons, etc. that were occasionally left behind, Jun Xiaoyao didn't care at all.

At this time, a special palace suddenly appeared in Jun Xiaoyao's vision.

That palace is located in the most remote corner deep in Panwuling, surrounded by piles of weeds.

There are even some chains outside, enclosing that area, as if they don't want people to get close.

"Huh...that's..." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes dimmed.

In most places in this Wuling, traces of someone's exploration can be seen.

Only that one palace seemed to be deserted.

And around, there seems to be a bloody mist lingering.

What makes Jun Xiaoyao curious is not only the strange shape of the palace.

It was even more because, in a vague way, there was a reaction from his ancient holy body.

Jun Xiaoyao was determined, so he just walked away.

He pushed open the door of the temple, and it was pitch black inside.

A gust of dark wind blew out, and most people's hairs stood on end in fright, but Jun Xiaoyao remained calm.

His ancient sacred body restrains all evil spirits and dark forces, so it is not empty at all.

At this moment, in the depths of the darkness, the sound of rattling chains sounded.

That feeling, as if something imprisoned by chains began to move.

"Huh?" Just as Jun Xiaoyao was concentrating.

A bloody fist wind suddenly exploded from the depths of the darkness.

At the same time, there was a beast-like roar.

"What the hell?"

Jun Xiaoyao pushed out his right arm horizontally, the 20 Yuan Daluo Immortal Bone glowed, and an incomparably sacred aura lingered out, colliding with the bloody fist wind.

boom!
There was a shock, and the whole palace trembled.

And under the light of Da Luo's immortal bone, he also saw clearly the figure in front of him.

It was a figure with long hair hanging down to the ground, like a savage.

A pair of scarlet eyes were full of chaos and mania.

But what Jun Xiaoyao cares about is not the image of this savage, but his physique.

It turned out to be an ancient holy body!

boom!
After a collision, Jun Xiaoyao and the savage figure retreated at the same time.

Jun Xiaoyao's arms were numb.

"Fortunately, there is the blessing of Daluo Xiangu and Shenxiang Prison-Suppressing Strength, otherwise the result will be unpredictable." Jun Xiaoyao's eyes were very serious.

In the depths of this Wuling, inside the forbidden palace.

How could there be an ancient sacred body?
And it's not an ordinary ancient holy body.

This ancient holy body feels like a corrupted holy body after some kind of transformation.

That's right, it's the Fallen Eucharist!
Because the qi and blood of the holy body are bright and holy gold, but the qi and blood of this fallen holy body are an ominous dark red.

"This fallen holy body is definitely not Emperor Panwu. What kind of existence is it?"

Jun Xiaoyao's heart was full of doubts.

(End of this chapter)